A lot of scenarios had gone through my mind in the past when I'd heard that bell ring. Not one of them had me opening the door to find Julie standing...there. Especially not with me in my shorts. "Uh ... I'll just go put something on." I mumbled. "Just sit down. I need to talk to you. Never mind the pants. I've seen men in their shorts before." she ordered. Why did she always think she could just run roughshod over me? But I sat down. It was easier that way, I guess. I tried to give her. Overcome by the wicked attentions of the smiling redheaded dominatrix and the sweet promise of death from the haughty bitch behind him, who rubbed herself and allowed him a sniff of her arousal from elegant fingers, the male's tortured balls tingled with a final, fatal ecstasy as the bolt began to bite his neck and he witnessed the willing anticipation of the eager watching women. They erupted with a gleeful barrage of cheers, jeers, and applause as his expression moved to one of exquisite. My friend boozed and left by 5 and I cleaned the entire mess and went home. She called me at 8 and took me inside her house and hugged me gave me light kiss on right cheek and wished me happy birthday. She also had bought cake and we had a small and romantic celebration. It was 9:30 by then and I decided to leave she gave me a wrapped gift asked me to leave after reaching home I opened the gift and it was a iphone 5s 32 gold.She knew I was a iphone loverI was numb and was not sure whether I. She looked familiar somehow. He must have seen her somewhere. He just couldn't remember when or where.The men tossed him like a sack of potatoes onto a battered sofa beside the desk."Another one, Mistress Celia," said thug number one."Caught in the act," said thug number two."Trespassing may be only a misdemeanor in these parts, but it will fetch you at least a week in jail," the woman said. "Judge Watkins happens to be a very special friend of ours." Let me go. Please!" We could do that..